Florence + The Machine - Call me Cruella

Cruella de Vil, Cruella de Vil She's born to be bad So run for the hills Cruella de Vil, Cruella de Vil The fear on your face It gives me a thrill Who wants to be nice? Who wants to be tame? All of your good guys They all seem the same Original, criminal, dressed to kill Just call me Cruella de Vil Call me crazy, call me insane But you're stuck in the past And I'm ahead of the game A life lived in penance, it just seems a waste And the devil has much better taste And I tried to be sweet, I tried to be kind But I feel much better now that I'm out of my mind Well, there's always a line at the gates of hell But I go right to the front 'cause I dress this well Rip it up, leave it, all in tatters Beauty is the only thing that matters The fabric of your little world is torn Embrace the darkness and Be reborn Cruella de Vil, Cruella de Vil The fear on your face It gives me a thrill